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A Consciousness that knows not its own truth,
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A vagrant hunter of misleading dawns,
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Between the being’s dark and luminous ends
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Moves here in a half-light that seems the whole:
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An interregnum in Reality
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Cuts off the integral Thought, the total Power;
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It circles or stands in a vague interspace,
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Doubtful of its beginning and its close, | ||
350 | Or runs upon a road that has no end; | |
Far from the original Dusk, the final Flame | ||
In some huge void Inconscience it lives, | ||
Like a thought persisting in a wide emptiness.
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(S 2) | ||
As if an unintelligible phrase
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Suggested a million renderings to the Mind,
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It lends a purport to a random world.
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(S 3) | ||
A conjecture leaning upon doubtful proofs,
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A message misunderstood, a thought confused
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Missing its aim is all that it can speak | ||
360 | Or a fragment of the universal word. | |
(S 4) | ||
It leaves two giant letters void of sense
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While without sanction turns the middle sign | ❊ | |
Carrying an enigmatic universe,
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As if a present without future or past | ||
365 | Repeating the same revolution’s whirl | |
Turned on its axis in its own inane
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(S 5) | ||
Thus is the meaning of creation veiled;
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For without context reads the cosmic page: | ||
Its signs stare at us like an unknown script, | ||
370 |
As if appeared screened by a foreign tongue
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Or code of splendour signs without a key
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A portion of a parable sublime.
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(S 6) | ||
It wears to the perishable creature’s eyes | ||
The grandeur of a useless miracle;
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375 |
Wasting itself that it may last awhile,
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A river that can never find its sea, | ||
It runs through life and death on an edge of Time;
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A fire in the Night is its mighty action’s blaze.
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(S 7) | ||
This is our deepest need to join once more | EoS | |
380 | What now is parted, opposite and twain, | |
Remote in sovereign spheres that never meet
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Or fronting like far poles of Night and Day. | ||
(S 8) | ||
We must fill the immense lacuna we have made,
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EoS | |
Re-wed the closed finite’s lonely consonant | ||
385 | With the open vowels of Infinity, | |
A hyphen must connect Matter and Mind, | ||
The narrow isthmus of the ascending soul:
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We must renew the secret bond in things, | EoS | |
Our hearts recall the lost divine Idea, | ||
390 | Reconstitute the perfect word, unite | |
The Alpha and the Omega in one sound;
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Then shall the Spirit and Nature be at one. | ||
(S 9) | ||
Two are the ends of the mysterious plan. | ||
(S 10) | ||
In the wide signless ether of the Self,
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395 | In the unchanging Silence white and nude, | |
Aloof, resplendent like gold dazzling suns
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Veiled by the ray no mortal eye can bear,
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The Spirit’s bare and absolute potencies
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Burn in the solitude of the thoughts of God. | ||
(S 11) | ||
400 |
A rapture and a radiance and a hush
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Delivered from the approach of wounded hearts,
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Denied to the Idea that looks at grief, | ||
Remote from the Force that cries out in its pain,
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In his inalienable bliss they live.
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(S 12) | ||
405 |
Immaculate in self-knowledge and self-power,
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Calm they repose on the eternal Will.
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(S 13) | ||
Only his law they count and him obey; | ||
They have no goal to reach, no aim to serve.
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(S 14) | ||
Implacable in their timeless purity,
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All barter or bribe of worship they refuse;
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Unmoved by cry of revolt and ignorant prayer
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They reckon not our virtue and our sin; | ||
They bend not to the voices that implore, | ||
They hold no traffic with error and its reign; | ||
415 |
They are guardians of the silence of the Truth,
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They are keepers of the immutable decree.
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(S 15) | ||
A deep surrender is their source of might, | EoS | |
A still identity their way to know, | ||
Motionless is their action like a sleep. | ||
(S 16) | ||
420 |
At peace, regarding the trouble beneath the stars,
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Deathless, watching the works of Death and Chance,
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Immobile, seeing the millenniums pass,
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Untouched while the long map of Fate unrolls,
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They look on our struggle with impartial eyes,
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425 | And yet without them cosmos could not be. | |
(S 17) | ||
Impervious to desire and doom and hope,
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Their station of inviolable might
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Moveless upholds the world’s enormous task,
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Its ignorance is by their knowledge lit, | ||
430 | Its yearning lasts by their indifference. | |
(S 18) | ||
As the height draws the low ever to climb, | ||
As the breadths draw the small to adventure vast,
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Their aloofness drives man to surpass himself.
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(S 19) | ||
Our passion heaves to wed the Eternal’s calm,
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435 | #REF! | |
Our helpless hearts to enshrine the Omnipotent’s force.
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(S 20) | ||
Acquiescing in the wisdom that made hell
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EoS | |
And the harsh utility of death and tears, | ||
Acquiescing in the gradual steps of Time, | ||
440 |
Careless they seem of the grief that stings the world’s heart,
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Careless of the pain that rends its body and life;
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Above joy and sorrow is that grandeur’s walk:
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They have no portion in the good that dies, | ||
Mute, pure, they share not in the evil done; | ||
445 |
Else might their strength be marred and could not save.
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(S 21) | ||
Alive to the truth that dwells in God’s extremes,
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Awake to a motion of all-seeing Force, | ||
The slow outcome of the long ambiguous years
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And the unexpected good from woeful deeds,
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450 | The immortal sees not as we vainly see. | |
(S 22) | ||
He looks on hidden aspects and screened powers,
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He knows the law and natural line of things. | ||
(S 23) | ||
Undriven by a brief life’s will to act, | EoS | |
Unharassed by the spur of pity and fear,
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455 |
He makes no haste to untie the cosmic knot
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Or the world’s torn jarring heart to reconcile.
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(S 24) | ||
In Time he waits for the Eternal’s hour. | ||
(S 25) | ||
Yet a spiritual secret aid is there; | EoS | |
While a tardy Evolution’s coils wind on
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460 |
And Nature hews her way through adamant
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A divine intervention thrones above.
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(S 26) | ||
Alive in a dead rotating universe | EoS | |
We whirl not here upon a casual globe
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Abandoned to a task beyond our force; | ||
465 |
Even through the tangled anarchy called Fate
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And through the bitterness of death and fall | ||
An outstretched Hand is felt upon our lives. | ||
(S 27) | ||
It is near us in unnumbered bodies and births;
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In its unslackening grasp it keeps for us safe
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470 | The one inevitable supreme result | |
No will can take away and no doom change,
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The crown of conscious Immortality, | ||
The godhead promised to our struggling souls
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When first man’s heart dared death and suffered life.
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(S 28) | ||
475 |
One who has shaped this world is ever its lord:
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EoS |
Our errors are his steps upon the way; | ||
He works through the fierce vicissitudes of our lives,
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He works through the hard breath of battle and toil,
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He works through our sins and sorrows and our tears,
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480 |
His knowledge overrules our nescience;
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Whatever the appearance we must bear, | EoS | |
Whatever our strong ills and present fate, | ||
When nothing we can see but drift and bale,
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A mighty Guidance leads us still through all.
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(S 29) | ||
485 |
After we have served this great divided world
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God’s bliss and oneness are our inborn right.
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(S 30) | ||
A date is fixed in the calendar of the Unknown,
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EoS | |
An anniversary of the Birth sublime.
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Our soul shall justify its chequered walk,
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490 |
All will come near that now is naught or far.
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(S 31) | ||
These calm and distant Mights shall act at last.
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(S 32) | ||
Immovably ready for their destined task, | ||
The ever-wise compassionate Brilliances | ||
Await the sound of the Incarnate’s voice | ||
495 |
To leap and bridge the chasms of Ignorance
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And heal the hollow yearning gulfs of Life
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And fill the abyss that is the universe.
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(S 33) | ||
Here meanwhile at the Spirit’s opposite pole
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In the mystery of the deeps that God has built
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500 | For his abode below the Thinker’s sight, | |
In this compromise of a stark absolute Truth
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With the Light that dwells near the dark end of things,
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In this tragi-comedy of divine disguise,
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This long far seeking for joy ever near, | ||
505 |
In the grandiose dream of which the world is made,
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In this gold dome on a black dragon base,
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The conscious Force that acts in Nature’s breast,
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A dark-robed labourer in the cosmic scheme
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Carrying clay images of unborn gods, | ||
510 |
Executrix of the inevitable Idea
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Hampered, enveloped by the hoops of Fate,
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Patient trustee of slow eternal Time, | ||
Absolves from hour to hour her secret charge.
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(S 34) | ||
All she foresees in masked imperative depths;
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515 |
The dumb intention of the unconscious gulfs
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Answers to a will that sees upon the heights,
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And the evolving Word’s first syllable
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Ponderous, brute-sensed, contains its luminous close,
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Privy to to a summit victory’s vast descent
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520 |
And the portent of the soul’s immense uprise.
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Book 1 Canto 4 – The Secret Knowledge, Section 3Savitri Bhavan2020-09-25T09:49:30+00:00